Nancy Nancy FarFromMe!

 Nancy
at first glimpse to see you
I quite at the sight was pierced clean-through;
still yes now and even-so-so be-this-true

You-- always seeming WOW and new, do too pierce me through.
Yet does not this moment, half-year thus queered quietus

require a ?higher?power? <How, There?>, reasons reticent to report--
ne'er e'er retort--my grind working of/to-you-blind to message to asssauge nor rage
forever now and ever to love unseeing yea fleeing from ?WHAT?
does silence you-- the more that scores in wounded withers SHIVER!
deeper downdeep slivers soul-ward piercing inmost innards pierced fierce

guts&gelding gone through through undoing the Whole with Hole in me ;-)

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